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歌手: Fredo • 专辑:Money Can't Buy Happiness • 发布时间:2021-01-28
作词 : Marvin Bailey/David Omoregie/Kyle Evan
 作曲 : Marvin Bailey/David Omoregie/Kyle Evan
 My hoes in contour
 My clothes are Tom Ford
 My bro's, they want war so lock when I'm on tour
 Yo, tell your guys (Guys)
 It's funny, I'm gettin' to the bag
 Got these nigga's mad, they just wanna' start tellin' lies (Tellin' lies)
 Tom Ford box with seven-fives
 Since I got racks, I musta' heard every lie
 There's a long list of rappers, I didn't get in line
 I said "I'm comin' and you nigga's better step aside" (Step aside)
 It's 45 for the kilo, ain't no bargaining me (Bargainin')
 Put Fred on your song and it'll be charting quickly
 Every week I put a model in a car to Bricky to True Flavours, get my pepper steak fast and quickly
 I need the lemonade
 Oh, you ain't seen a hundred racks? Well, I can demonstrate (Freddy)
 Young nigga blowing up the flat, I detonate
 Glass AP has shattered my wrist, it needs a rest today
 I got a way with words
 Any black yutes in ... man will make it burst
 No white yutes, my G, we're going on some racist works
 In '016 I got my first music project placed on Earth
 But on the opp-block, I taped it first
 I think I'm made of her
 'Cause she's an animal lover, my jackets made of fur
 Sometimes I can't believe just what I made off words
 Still I ain't cutting from the opps
 Nigga's know that Fred will run for Mayor first
 Little man, I need a 40 just to lay a verse
 Baby girl's mad I move, but that's how a playa work
 The plug lost trust, now I gotta' pay him first
 Took food off hella' man, now he won't even take my work
 But still time in tickin'
 My girl got a good brain, you know her minds the sickest
 But at the same time, she won't ever mind her business
 Told my guys when they slide bear in mind the witness
 Yo, my lady woke up with bruises tryna' find who did it
 Silly girl, you must not realise how my diamonds hittin'
 Last night you could've easily lost your sight or vision
 I believe in God so you could say I'm kind of Christian
 But going Hatton Garden every Sunday's my religion
 You was up in college, pussy boy, go write and listen
 I was outside the plug's doing my revision (Facts)
 Baby girl you're not my main, you're my side addition
 So I'm gonna' need some "shh" when the wife is ringin' (Ringin')
 Nigga's gotta' keep the "shh" 'cause my ice in blingin' (Blingin')
 Got a suttin' with the "shh", do a silent drilling (Drilling)
 Yeah, I poked up "shh", cah I don't like them niggas (P****s)
 You think I read comments?
 I'm a bad boy with street problems
 AP, Patek and a Rolex, I keep options
 Fifty thousand for a festival, I keep shottin'
 Catch me countin' twenty in the morning while I eat porridge
 Babygirl you look good, let me see suttin'
 I was stuck up in the hood, had to be suttin'
 Niggas show respect in the place when my teams comin'
 I'll shut when I get to the place, I don't need loving
 I got your girl on top of me, I don't need covers (No)
 It's bicarbonate soda up in these cupboards
 I get emotional every time I see hundreds
 Gonna' make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
 Real shit
 Make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
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